Inside the Central Station.

Rolf was sitting in the middle of the bench with his legs crossed, a silver toothpick in the corner of his mouth, and his face was arrogant.

Three royal knights in plate armor stood behind the chairs, and the full plate armor could not see the appearance of their faces, but the eyes in the holes were indifferent as if they were looking at dead people.

This is the absolute elite, the elite of the elite!

Front.

Baron Dylan sat quietly.

The 30 knights wearing double-layer chain mail behind him didn't dare to look at the royal knight's gaze at all, and looked to the side one by one pretending to be calm, but they were beating drums in their hearts.

Apparently they all understood that these 3 knights in front of them were dressed in luxurious armor like works of art.

It's the Great Knight!

A knight with extraordinary powers!

What's more, just behind these 3 big knights, there are 7 mysterious people in dark robes.

Seemingly ordinary.

It's like a traveler on a long journey.

But the pointed large-brimmed hat, held in his hand, and inlaid with pure precious stones, attracted more attention, and made the knights around him, who had seen little but heard a lot, a little speculation rose in their hearts.

Those mysterious magicians from inside the Mage's Tower!

And that's exactly what happened.

This is the confidence that Rolf dared to slap the table with Baron Dylan before.

It is also the main reason why the central post station, which has not been captured in the past 3 days, and the two sides remain in a stalemate!

3 Great Knights with Extraordinary Powers, 7 High Mages with Obvious Elemental Control, plus 220 Desert Bandit Elites and 120 Salander Riders, it's enough to be called a deterrent!

Baron Dylan sat across from Rolf with a blank face.

For this arrogant guy, he just slowly rubbed the gold ring on his thumb.

He's waiting.

The current situation does give him an advantage.

The mercenary group recruited by spending a huge amount of money on his own is indeed powerful.

If it really starts a war, with this post station, how can it be possible to withstand the attack of his mercenary group, and even with those 3 big knights alone, he is confident that he can temporarily hold it off.

Baron Dylan turned his head.

Just behind him, there were also two knights with unfamiliar faces, standing there indifferently.

This is a knight from the support of the East Commander.

According to his personal sense, these 2 knights are actually the great knights who have comprehended the extraordinary divine power, and with the remaining big knight himself, there is no problem in dragging the high-end combat power of the post station.

In the decisive battle between the big knights on the battlefield, unless the gap is too large, it will be difficult to distinguish the winner or loser for a while.

It's not a competition.

It's not a contest with a performance nature.

On the real battlefield, everyone is extremely cautious, including the Great Knight, who understands the degree of destruction of the transcendent divine power, will be more cautious when fighting the corresponding opponents, and everything is focused on protecting himself.

He can be sure that his own Grand Knight can hold back the opposing Grand Knight.

But look at the 7 mages in front of you.

"Hmph."

Baron Dylan's nose snorted coldly, and his eyes were gloomy.

He really didn't expect that the second son of the Grand Duke, who was banished to the Narun Desert, was really outstanding, not to mention the great knight, even the mages had already been gathered, and there were still 7 mages!

This amount shocked him.

A real mage, playing left and right on the battlefield, is equal to a ballista.

And it's a high-powered ballista!

On an ordinary battlefield, not only is the lethality amazing, but even the morale of the soldiers is a serious blow, which is why Baron Dylan feels that it is quite tricky.

Rolf also grasped the dilemma of this Baron Dylan's fierce internal stubble.

Still crossed Erlang's legs.

But his heels were on the table, and he said casually: "Give our Baron Dylan some sweet water, remember, put more sugar cubes, so as not to say that we are stingy." ”

"Heh, I've been here for 2 days, and I feel good about drinking these sweet waters."

Baron Dylan was cunning, touching his beard and sneering, as if he was pointing: "I think adding a little salt may better reflect the sweetness of sweet water, I like to drink it like that." ”

"Well, the last thing we lack here is salt."

Rolf didn't seem to hear at all, and waved to the light infantry waiting next to him: "Put two more spoonfuls and send them to our Baron Dylan, you know, Lord Kant can be honored as the baron in front of him, it is Uncle Dylan!" ”

"Okay."

The light infantry nodded, and actually added 3 spoons of salt to the water cup next to him.

The appearance of white flowers.

It quickly blends into the sugar water in the cup.

The waiting light foot brought the cup of water to Baron Dylan, his tone was calm, but the etiquette could not find the slightest fault, and nodded softly: "Lord Baron, please use it." ”

"Huh." Baron Dylan didn't even look at the glass.

Took a deep breath.

looked at the unruly Rolf in front of him, who was very arrogant with Erlang's legs crossed, and said lightly: "It's not interesting like this, Rolf, you know, what I represent now is not the Solid Stone Pass, but the entire Lion Principality." After a pause, his eyes were calm, and he pulled the tiger skin very unceremoniously: "If you want, you can obtain a territory comparable to the solid stone pass." ”

Inducements.

The nobles were the most common means.

Rolf also understands that he is immune to such tactics because of the occasional mishap on the continent of Calradia, when sending off those officials.

Moreover, his loyalty is constant loyalty to Kant.

"Huh."

Rolf scoffed.

Turning his head as if in retrospect, he asked the Salander rider next to him with some confusion: "The Solid Stone Pass, if I'm not mistaken, seems to be next to the Sanwaya Mountain Range, the territory that runs through the mountain pass?" ”

"That's right." The rider next to him nodded, and said very tacitly: "That is a very barren land." ”

"Huh? Barren? Rolf didn't seem to understand.

"According to my estimates, there are not even a few hundred large silver coins produced in a year."

The Salander rider shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Only a poor ghost will go there to be a lord, God, could it be that who has done something wrong to go there and be canonized?" ”

"I don't want to go." Rolf shrugged, looking very aggrieved.

"Bang."

Baron Dylan's hand slammed heavily on the table, making a loud noise.

The 30 knights behind him had grim faces, and they stepped forward one by one, looking at Rolf with cold faces, as well as the rider knights and mages behind him, and even put their hands on the hilt of their swords.

Because right now, the knights and riders, and the mages, raised their swords and staffs!

The atmosphere was tense!

"Bang!"

But Rolf showed no signs of weakness.

The whole person started in an instant, his hand was also slapped heavily on the table, his face was still arrogant, and he turned his head as if reprimanded: "What are you doing, no big or small, don't look at what place this is?" ”

The royal knights and mages put away their weapons.

And those Salander riders, Svadia light infantry, also put away their hideous faces.

Rolf was very calm.

It seemed that he was like a big man who was coercing others, turning his head to look at Baron Dylan, with a smile on his face, but his tone was quite casual: "These guys are really lawless, they dare to draw their swords without looking at where this is." ”

"yes."

Baron Dylan grimaced and slowly raised his right hand.

The knights behind him put away their weapons.

This is not the first time that the table has been slapped, and it is not the first time that the two sides have been in a tense situation.

At the beginning of the day, the two sides almost almost broke out into a fierce conflict, which is why Rolf secretly sent the elite desert bandits to quickly return for help.

If there was a fight, he wasn't sure if he would be able to hold the station.

But now.

After 2 days of stalemate, they both understood each other's stubble and the bottom line of patience.

Especially Baron Dylan.

It's even more uncomfortable.

has endured until now, no matter how much it attacks, it has lost its original oppressive power.

But when the war really started, Baron Dylan was a little unwilling, especially knowing the high-end troops that the post station currently has, and he didn't want to make things too big.

Although there is a backer behind him, Kant also has a backer.

Baron Dylan gritted his teeth and said softly, "Princess Sophia has left a lot of legacy... But, Rolf, you have to understand that Princess Sophia has been dead for more than ten years, and the current situation is no longer the time when the Silver Plate Kingdom set foot in the Lion Principality, and it no longer has any impact. ”

Naturally, he said, it was a secret between the two countries.

Because Baron Dylan had already guessed.

Kant, the second son of the immature duke, wants to develop to such a strong level, without the heritage left by Princess Sophia, it is impossible!

And Baron Dylan is equally powerless.

No matter how tempting he tried and tempted, this Rolf ignored them all, pretending not to understand.

Innocent cute!

But in reality, Rolf really didn't know.

He's not the natives of this world at all!

Why would you know?

Looking at Baron Dylan, Rolf was still arrogant: "I don't know what you are talking about, but I know that you may need to go home, after all, you often go to other people's houses to hang out, and something will happen." ”

"Really?" Baron Dylan laughed angrily.

"That's right!"

Rolf cocked Erlang's legs arrogantly.

He seems to have no fear of Baron Dylan, but in fact, it is also a means.

Sometimes.

Arrogance is not arrogance.

Rather, it is a deterrent to the enemy, a strategy that makes the enemy scratch his head!

If you don't have the confidence, how dare you be arrogant?

That's what Rolf means!

Just when the two sides were still at a stalemate, there was a noise outside the window.

Exclamations and shouts continued.

In the hall of the post station, the situation was suddenly tense, and both sides were on guard, but they were puzzled.

At the top of the station, the elite desert bandits on the watchtower walked quickly to Rolf with a happy face carrying a scimitar, and reported to his ear: "Lord Rolf, the lord has led reinforcements to arrive!" ”

Rolf's face was also filled with joy, and he pretended to say loudly: "What? Lord Kant is coming? Hurry up and greet it! ”

He stood up.

The smile on his face was extremely excited, and he asked Baron Dylan: "Baron Dylan, Lord Kant has come to greet you, what an admirable lord, hearing that you are a guest, I also brought a lot of people to greet you!" ”

"Huh." Baron Dylan smiled dryly, but there was only a haze on his face.